This is a song about "Left"

I left for one summer,

We're made for each other

Promises that had us left assured

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

This is everything that we call hype

All the people you left behind.

Im being pulled left and right

She might be goin' home with me tonight

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Take the exit, the nearest left

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

That was good shit, is there any left

Stand for something or die in the morning

Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.

Hit it or four play

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